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˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ LATE NIGHT COMFORT 🧸ྀི — euijoo is here to fix your mood ( word count 785 )
[ extras ] petnames, reader has a bad day (low self-esteem but euijoo is here to fix that<3)
ੈ✩‧₊˚ note ! if this seems similar its bcuz its just a reused work of mine!
── ⟢ ・⸝⸝ @fantasia-films, @lune-net, @k-records
euijoo opened the door and almost right away took off his shoes and threw his bag into a corner. the hour wasn’t late, they managed to finished their work as scheduled so there he is, 8:30pm sharp, back home.
the tv in the living room was off, there was no rattling of cutlery or music playing on the speakers. but your shoes were right next to his. the sight made his heart flutter just when he heard–
“euijoo?”
he smiled at the sound of your door, locking the door.
“yeah, it’s me! are you in bed already?” your boyfriend asked and right away went to the bathroom. good thing he took a shower right after practice and switched into new clothes, so now he just needed to clean his face and…
“myeah” you answered, something off in your voice.
euijoo worked quickly on his face care routine, skipping two steps only to finish it earlier. then, he almost jumped into the bedroom and grabbed his pjs.
“is something wrong?” euijoo asked, frowning. you’re on your side of the bed, facing the window. not turning or even peeking at him. buried under the duvet, you sighed.
“nope, just tired” you murmured.
your boyfriend almost tripped over his own legs because he rushed too early to take a step while his pants were halfway on. only because he feels like there’s some hidden meaning to your words.
“wanna talk about it, love?” euijoo asked and the mattress dipped under his weight settling down.
“not really. good night, euijoo” your voice is muffled by the duvet.
“hey, no. at least give me a kiss, huh? i missed you like crazy, pretty, and all i see is your… well, technically the back of your head” euijoo joked and stretched his head, still sitting straight.
there was silence.
“did i do something wrong? come on, i’ll die without a kiss from my girl” he whined, half-jokingly and half-seriously.
“i don’t… i don’t feel pretty today” your voice was quiet but still clearly bouncing off the walls due to the comforting silence in the room.
“what?” euijoo couldn’t believe his ears. you, the most beautiful woman he has ever laid eyes on, doesn’t feel pretty today? that’s ridiculous. and heartbreaking.
“so no kiss, sorry. i’ll kiss you as much as you want tomorrow, i don’t want you to look at me now” you said, voice bitter.
“what are you talking about? no, please… you looked so angelic this morning and i bet nothing changed. did anyone tell you something?” be grunted, brows furrowing “i’ll beat them up”
“with respect, you’d lose. no, it’s just… one of the days when i look in the mirror and instantly tear my gaze away” as you spoke, euijoo hated the fact that your back is facing him. that he can’t see you and your adorable face.
“i know” he finally said, voice small “i had those days too. but i promise, you’re so so so beautiful, baby”
there’s a small movement and euijoo laid his hand atop your shoulder.
“can i see you? just for a split second? i missed your pretty face, seriously” euijoo whined.
your chest moved while letting out a deep sigh and you slowly, shyly even, turned around to peek at him through your arm. euijoo’s face instantly lit up, ebony irises scanning your features and a toothy smile showing his pearly whites in a boyish manner.
“ha, i thought so. you’re as stunning as ever. as if not even more beautiful! wanna know why?” he asked, cocking his head to the side. you nod slowly, curious “because you’re lying in my bed, next to me, in our shared home”
“if i give you your goodnight kiss will you lay down and shut up?” you joked, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. and euijoo saw that a relief washed over you. he nodded dramatically and you sat up, covers falling off your shoulders. pulling him by his shirt to close the distance, his lips almost instinctively landed on yours. the kiss was short but sweet, a form of saying ‘thank you, i love you. i needed to hear that’.
and euijoo felt it, knew it.
wrapping his arms around you and suddenly pulling you back to the lying position, with your head perfectly lying in the crook of his face.
“to me, you could be even covered in ketchup and mustard and you’d still be the prettiest dude ever–” euijoo started, only to be interrupted by the laughter erupting from your chest.
“okay, okay. i got the memo, silly boy” you poke his chest and feel him smiling from above you “same applies to you though…”
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˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ INDIRECT KISSES 🧸ྀི — in which woonhak realizes that those indirect kisses may have not been accidental ( word count 1,7k )
[ extras ] kissing,woonhak is oblivious, food,
ੈ✩‧₊˚ note ! if this seems similar its bcuz its just a reused work of mine!
── ⟢ ・⸝⸝ @fantasia-films , @k-records
the first time it happened, he was oblivious. well, he sensed something was "wrong" from his friends' reactions but didn't seem to notice what.
you were hanging out at the coffee shop, the seven of you giggling at some jokes. you were currently teasing taesan while you were waiting for your drinks.
the seating was kind of weird but it’s almost a miracle that such a small room fitted you all. you were seated next to woonhak, at the end of the couch while the older members were in front of you. sungho and jaehyun were on woonhak’s left.
suddenly the device that you got from the waitress started beeping – a sign that your order was ready to pick up. you stood up, grabbing the item.
“wait for me! i’ll help you!” woonhak said and followed you. you grinned and with his help, you were able to carry the seven drinks back to the table.
you sat down and continued your conversation that already shifted to a different topic. everyone got something else to drink, so you took a sip of your milk tea and took a quick look at woonhak. he was hesitantly mixing his iced coffee with the straw, listening to the convo.
you took another sip and he suddenly looked at you, catching you staring. as you felt your cheeks heat up, you had to come up with a good cover quickly.
his smile grew when you put the drink near him.
“wanna try? or switch? you don’t seem to enjoy yours” you giggled quietly.
woonhak took your drink and sipped through the straw, not thinking much about it. his eyes widened, nodding his head.
“woah it’s so good! you can try mine if you want?” he offered and you did the same, drinking his coffee through the straw.
woonhak looked away for a second. because of that he missed your playful smile; however, he caught a glimpse of jaehyun and leehan exchanging strange looks.
another time happened when no one was around and only after thinking about it at the end of the day, woonhak realised it may have been an indirect kiss.
you were just finishing your makeup, woonhak lying on his bed and scrolling through tiktok.
“are you ready yeeeeet?” he whined. you were going to the movie theather with woonhak and jaehyun so he didn’t understand why’d you care so much. but then again, you always enjoyed putting effort into dressing up – so here you were, putting shiny lip gloss on your pink lips.
woonhak suddenly halted and watched you apply the product, mesmerised. when you were done you smacked your lips and smiled, suddenly catching eye contact with him through the mirror.
“want some?” you asked teasingly, sure he’d reject.
but it was so oily and shiny… and probably smelled nice. and his lips were a bit dry…
“yeah!” he grinned and got up quickly. in no time he was next to you, all giggly.
you put your lip gloss on his lip precisely, smiling softly.
“done! let’s go now, hm?” you tilted your head and moved your gaze back to his eyes, sparkling with joy.
they say third time’s the charm. well, it wasn’t necessarily a charm; quite the opposite: you two were acting so awkward afterwards.
but it definitely made something shift in woonhak.
you were just saying goodbyes after hanging out with the boys. it all happened so quick, woonhak didn’t even realise at first.
you leaned in to place a farewell kiss on his cheek but someone called him, causing him to turn his head. then he felt his lips brush against yours.
“eeek!” you shrieked surprised and leaned away, looking at him in shock.
“–those cool cards! woonhak…?” riwoo asked, not aware what he just did.
leehan shook his head, looking at both of you: cheeks going red, blown pupils, nervous fiddling of fingers.
“yeah, uhm… oh, look! my bus is here! bye, goodnight!” you yelled out in panic and before woonhak could mutter a bye, you were already hopping on the bus.
“what…” he mumbled, touching the corner of his lips.
that’s when he realised.
he has a crush on you.
woonhak tried to play it cool, as if he wasn’t affected by you. two weeks had passed since you accidentally kissed and yet, he couldn’t help but replay the memory in his head. he was more nervous and sensitive around you, which you tried to ignore.
trying to think of an excuse to ease up the tension, you bought some sweets and went to visit them.
they were playing games and because it was woonhak’s turn, jaehyun opened the door for you. you could see how the younger one tensed a bit once he realized you’re here. jaehyun noticed a sad glint in your eye but didn't react.
"i brought something sweet!" you called, causing riwoo and taesan to turn around with curiosity.
unpacking the sweets, woonhak’s turn ended. taesan, leehan and riwoo who were playing with him joined you.
"do you have chips? or donuts? leehan ate mine yesterday" riwoo asked, sticking his head between your and sungho’s arm. you giggled, shaking your head.
"nope, sorry. i can go grab some quickly if you want” you hummed and caught woonhak’s ebony eyes on you.
"okay, that’s great! you can grab some coke while you’re at it–" jaehyun grinned and woonhak smacked him gently.
"i’ll go with you" he said softly, the boys exchanging looks. you nodded and grabbed the empty bag, going towards the door.
taesan wanted to chime in that he’ll go too but jaehyun put a hand over his mouth just in time.
"we’ll be back in a moment" you called and woonhak closed the door.
the walk to the store was quite awkward. hands in pockets, woonhak strangely didn’t speak – and you didn’t either, sensing weird atmosphere between you two.
you grabbed the stuff the boys wanted and some matcha-flavored pocky for yourself.
"i’ll pay" were the first words that woonhak said, voice stern but soft. you didn’t even have the chance to argue because he already put his credit card to the reader, grabbing the bag.
you huffed and grabbed the pocky, opening it. focused on grabbing the sweets carefully, not to break them, you didn’t notice it was pouring outside.
"y/n" woonhak called when you put one in your mouth. just in time he put his hand in front of you, preventing you from stepping right in the rain.
you looked at him, eyes wide. woonhak cursed mentally at how cute you were right now–
"oh, right. my bad" you mumbled and stepped back, squeezing himself next to him "what do we do now?"
you munched on the pocky and shook your head. woonhak looked at you, tightening his lips.
"we wait" he mumbled, palms sweating. he hated this. why it all feels so stiff and different?
"you want some?" you asked, pointing at the pocky.
woonhak wasn’t thinking clear.
he leaned in and took a bite of the pocky that you held between your lips instead of taking one of the box.
eyes widening and blood rushing to your cheeks at the sudden proximity. woonhak realized what he was doing and saw your reaction. leaning away with a gasp and face as red as the can of cola he grabbed for jaehyun.
"y– i’m… well, i didn’t– wh…" he stuttered.
"if you wanted to kiss me you just could’ve said so" you scoffed and he realized something: you were totally serious.
chewing on the pocky, you stuck your gaze at the droplets falling on the pavement.
"i don’t know what’s going on with you lately but… if i did anything wrong, i’m sorry" your voice was so quiet that he almost didn’t hear you.
"no! i mean… no, you didn’t. it’s just that… i think i like you, like… like like you more than a friend" woonhak was stuttering over his own words, his stomach turning into a tight knot out of anxiety. he shouldn’t have said this... or even done this in the first place. he just ruined your whole friendship, didn’t he?
for a moment you both stared at the rainfalls dripping from the small awning above you. the soothing sound made you forget about what he just said.
"wait, you like me?" you yelped, turning around at him. you almost dropped the pocky box "i like you too!"
"huh?" he tilted his head, blinking in surprise.
"i’m sorry hak but you’re so oblivious. i… i’ve been giving you signs… i think” you mumbled and saw him shake his head "the coffee shop? the lipstick? and…"
"oh" his eyebrows shot up "i… i didn't realise… can i kiss you properly now?"
"yes, please" you murmured. woonhak stepped closer and put the shopping bag on the floor, taking the pocky from your hands. putting it in the bag, you two looked at each other with flushed cheeks.
then, he cupped your cheeks gently. his hands were cold but you didn’t mind. the beautiful ebony eyes of his scanned your face for a while before he finally leaned in, plush lips landing on yours.
the faint taste of the sweetness lingered on your lips, and woonhak was melting. he felt like he was on cloud nine, the kiss gentle and tender. suddenly, he felt your hands sneaking around his waist. when the lack of oxygen started to hit you, the boy pulled away. he looked like an excited puppy, eyes sparkling.
"can we do that more often?" he hummed, lips forming into a mischievous smirk.
"we can if we’re making it official" you teased, nudging his arm. he nodded and grabbed the bag.
"i’d be more than happy to do so" woonhak said, not able to resist his smile and excitement in his voice "let’s just… don’t tell the boys yet"
you nodded and quickly pecked his lips before sneaking a hand into his.
"let’s go back then, they’ll get suspicious" you nodded. woonhak intertwined his fingers with yours, giving your hand a gentle squeeze.
when you came back at the dorms, sungho, leehan, and riwoo only noticed your wet hair and dripping clothes. jaehyun and taesan though saw the way your eyes glimmered when you looked at each other and the pretty pink shade of your cheeks.
˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ INDIRECT KISSES 🧸ྀི — in which woonhak realizes that those indirect kisses may have not been accidental ( word count 1,7k )
[ extras ] kissing,woonhak is oblivious, food,
ੈ✩‧₊˚ note ! if this seems similar its bcuz its just a reused work of mine!
── ⟢ ・⸝⸝ @fantasia-films , @k-records
the first time it happened, he was oblivious. well, he sensed something was "wrong" from his friends' reactions but didn't seem to notice what.
you were hanging out at the coffee shop, the seven of you giggling at some jokes. you were currently teasing taesan while you were waiting for your drinks.
the seating was kind of weird but it’s almost a miracle that such a small room fitted you all. you were seated next to woonhak, at the end of the couch while the older members were in front of you. sungho and jaehyun were on woonhak’s left.
suddenly the device that you got from the waitress started beeping – a sign that your order was ready to pick up. you stood up, grabbing the item.
“wait for me! i’ll help you!” woonhak said and followed you. you grinned and with his help, you were able to carry the seven drinks back to the table.
you sat down and continued your conversation that already shifted to a different topic. everyone got something else to drink, so you took a sip of your milk tea and took a quick look at woonhak. he was hesitantly mixing his iced coffee with the straw, listening to the convo.
you took another sip and he suddenly looked at you, catching you staring. as you felt your cheeks heat up, you had to come up with a good cover quickly.
his smile grew when you put the drink near him.
“wanna try? or switch? you don’t seem to enjoy yours” you giggled quietly.
woonhak took your drink and sipped through the straw, not thinking much about it. his eyes widened, nodding his head.
“woah it’s so good! you can try mine if you want?” he offered and you did the same, drinking his coffee through the straw.
woonhak looked away for a second. because of that he missed your playful smile; however, he caught a glimpse of jaehyun and leehan exchanging strange looks.
another time happened when no one was around and only after thinking about it at the end of the day, woonhak realised it may have been an indirect kiss.
you were just finishing your makeup, woonhak lying on his bed and scrolling through tiktok.
“are you ready yeeeeet?” he whined. you were going to the movie theather with woonhak and jaehyun so he didn’t understand why’d you care so much. but then again, you always enjoyed putting effort into dressing up – so here you were, putting shiny lip gloss on your pink lips.
woonhak suddenly halted and watched you apply the product, mesmerised. when you were done you smacked your lips and smiled, suddenly catching eye contact with him through the mirror.
“want some?” you asked teasingly, sure he’d reject.
but it was so oily and shiny… and probably smelled nice. and his lips were a bit dry…
“yeah!” he grinned and got up quickly. in no time he was next to you, all giggly.
you put your lip gloss on his lip precisely, smiling softly.
“done! let’s go now, hm?” you tilted your head and moved your gaze back to his eyes, sparkling with joy.
they say third time’s the charm. well, it wasn’t necessarily a charm; quite the opposite: you two were acting so awkward afterwards.
but it definitely made something shift in woonhak.
you were just saying goodbyes after hanging out with the boys. it all happened so quick, woonhak didn’t even realise at first.
you leaned in to place a farewell kiss on his cheek but someone called him, causing him to turn his head. then he felt his lips brush against yours.
“eeek!” you shrieked surprised and leaned away, looking at him in shock.
“–those cool cards! woonhak…?” riwoo asked, not aware what he just did.
leehan shook his head, looking at both of you: cheeks going red, blown pupils, nervous fiddling of fingers.
“yeah, uhm… oh, look! my bus is here! bye, goodnight!” you yelled out in panic and before woonhak could mutter a bye, you were already hopping on the bus.
“what…” he mumbled, touching the corner of his lips.
that’s when he realised.
he has a crush on you.
woonhak tried to play it cool, as if he wasn’t affected by you. two weeks had passed since you accidentally kissed and yet, he couldn’t help but replay the memory in his head. he was more nervous and sensitive around you, which you tried to ignore.
trying to think of an excuse to ease up the tension, you bought some sweets and went to visit them.
they were playing games and because it was woonhak’s turn, jaehyun opened the door for you. you could see how the younger one tensed a bit once he realized you’re here. jaehyun noticed a sad glint in your eye but didn't react.
"i brought something sweet!" you called, causing riwoo and taesan to turn around with curiosity.
unpacking the sweets, woonhak’s turn ended. taesan, leehan and riwoo who were playing with him joined you.
"do you have chips? or donuts? leehan ate mine yesterday" riwoo asked, sticking his head between your and sungho’s arm. you giggled, shaking your head.
"nope, sorry. i can go grab some quickly if you want” you hummed and caught woonhak’s ebony eyes on you.
"okay, that’s great! you can grab some coke while you’re at it–" jaehyun grinned and woonhak smacked him gently.
"i’ll go with you" he said softly, the boys exchanging looks. you nodded and grabbed the empty bag, going towards the door.
taesan wanted to chime in that he’ll go too but jaehyun put a hand over his mouth just in time.
"we’ll be back in a moment" you called and woonhak closed the door.
the walk to the store was quite awkward. hands in pockets, woonhak strangely didn’t speak – and you didn’t either, sensing weird atmosphere between you two.
you grabbed the stuff the boys wanted and some matcha-flavored pocky for yourself.
"i’ll pay" were the first words that woonhak said, voice stern but soft. you didn’t even have the chance to argue because he already put his credit card to the reader, grabbing the bag.
you huffed and grabbed the pocky, opening it. focused on grabbing the sweets carefully, not to break them, you didn’t notice it was pouring outside.
"y/n" woonhak called when you put one in your mouth. just in time he put his hand in front of you, preventing you from stepping right in the rain.
you looked at him, eyes wide. woonhak cursed mentally at how cute you were right now–
"oh, right. my bad" you mumbled and stepped back, squeezing himself next to him "what do we do now?"
you munched on the pocky and shook your head. woonhak looked at you, tightening his lips.
"we wait" he mumbled, palms sweating. he hated this. why it all feels so stiff and different?
"you want some?" you asked, pointing at the pocky.
woonhak wasn’t thinking clear.
he leaned in and took a bite of the pocky that you held between your lips instead of taking one of the box.
eyes widening and blood rushing to your cheeks at the sudden proximity. woonhak realized what he was doing and saw your reaction. leaning away with a gasp and face as red as the can of cola he grabbed for jaehyun.
"y– i’m… well, i didn’t– wh…" he stuttered.
"if you wanted to kiss me you just could’ve said so" you scoffed and he realized something: you were totally serious.
chewing on the pocky, you stuck your gaze at the droplets falling on the pavement.
"i don’t know what’s going on with you lately but… if i did anything wrong, i’m sorry" your voice was so quiet that he almost didn’t hear you.
"no! i mean… no, you didn’t. it’s just that… i think i like you, like… like like you more than a friend" woonhak was stuttering over his own words, his stomach turning into a tight knot out of anxiety. he shouldn’t have said this... or even done this in the first place. he just ruined your whole friendship, didn’t he?
for a moment you both stared at the rainfalls dripping from the small awning above you. the soothing sound made you forget about what he just said.
"wait, you like me?" you yelped, turning around at him. you almost dropped the pocky box "i like you too!"
"huh?" he tilted his head, blinking in surprise.
"i’m sorry hak but you’re so oblivious. i… i’ve been giving you signs… i think” you mumbled and saw him shake his head "the coffee shop? the lipstick? and…"
"oh" his eyebrows shot up "i… i didn't realise… can i kiss you properly now?"
"yes, please" you murmured. woonhak stepped closer and put the shopping bag on the floor, taking the pocky from your hands. putting it in the bag, you two looked at each other with flushed cheeks.
then, he cupped your cheeks gently. his hands were cold but you didn’t mind. the beautiful ebony eyes of his scanned your face for a while before he finally leaned in, plush lips landing on yours.
the faint taste of the sweetness lingered on your lips, and woonhak was melting. he felt like he was on cloud nine, the kiss gentle and tender. suddenly, he felt your hands sneaking around his waist. when the lack of oxygen started to hit you, the boy pulled away. he looked like an excited puppy, eyes sparkling.
"can we do that more often?" he hummed, lips forming into a mischievous smirk.
"we can if we’re making it official" you teased, nudging his arm. he nodded and grabbed the bag.
"i’d be more than happy to do so" woonhak said, not able to resist his smile and excitement in his voice "let’s just… don’t tell the boys yet"
you nodded and quickly pecked his lips before sneaking a hand into his.
"let’s go back then, they’ll get suspicious" you nodded. woonhak intertwined his fingers with yours, giving your hand a gentle squeeze.
when you came back at the dorms, sungho, leehan, and riwoo only noticed your wet hair and dripping clothes. jaehyun and taesan though saw the way your eyes glimmered when you looked at each other and the pretty pink shade of your cheeks.
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i just wanted to say i hit 21 this month i feel unc. please forgive my lack of posting (new stuff, the reworked ones don’t count). grandma is going through it IJBOLLLLL
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˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ OPENING POKEMON CARDS FOR FUMA<3 🧸ྀི — what the title says :3 ( word count 783 )
[ extras ] might be a liiiiiiiiiiittle suggestive, kissing, skinship, nerd fuma<3333
ੈ✩‧₊˚ notes ! hellow 1st work after hiatus !!!!!
@lune-net ˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ @k-records ੈ✩‧₊˚ @fantasia-films ˚｡⋆౨ৎ div by @dontmentionitseriouslyy
you were sitting on the couch, scrolling through your phone absentmindedly. the weather was killing you and you didn't feel like doing anything. just waiting for fuma to come back home.
several sighs and dumb tiktoks later, you heard the door opening.
"i'm home!" fuma announced and you lazily craned your neck to catch a glimpse of your fiancé.
"welcome home, baby!" you hummed, plopping deeper into the couch.
he walked into the living room, wide grin plastered on his face.
"look what i got!"
you didn't look right away. rather, you focused on his cute hairstyle: blond dyed hair loosely parted, with a small pigtail at the back. cute.
then you noticed the item between his fingers.
a pack of pokémon cards.
fuma rushed over and placed a rushed kiss on the crown of your head. then he sat down, patting his thigh.
"want you to open them" fuma grinned. with a lazy groan you obliged, resting on his lap.
your fiancée first looked at the pack, then at the oversized t-shirt that rode up your thighs. exposing his boxers you wore underneath. his favorite boxers he's been looking for a week now.
"i thought you wanted to open those?" you chuckled, realizing where his attention shifted.
"i've been looking for these" fuma whined, hooking his index finger under the material. he lifted it and snapped it against your skin as you giggled.
"whoops!" with a shrug, you grabbed the pack. turning it it your fingers and eyeing the packaging, fuma relaxed and rested his large hands against your thighs. "anything specific we're looking for?"
"well, rare ones obviously. but they're hard to pull… i'll be happy with anything, really. well, maybe expect duplicates–" he stopped in his tracks and held his breath when he saw you open the pack.
as gently as you tried to do it, it hurt his collectioner soul. you furrowed your brows in focus and held the cards so that the back faced fuma.
"this one is cute" you hummed, eyeing the first card. you knew almost nothing about them. hell, even about pokémons. the yellow guy was pikachu… and fuma's favorite was the dog-fox-bunny eared looking brown one… which also evolved into a purple one? and also had a white and pink variant? you liked it too, it was cute. but that was where your knowledge ended.
"ah, it's psyduck" fuma hummed when you flipped the card to him. he grabbed it and examined it closer.
"oh, i know this one!" you yelped excitedly. fuma's eyes widened, heart racing. was it sylveon? he'd cry, he'd actually cry– "pika, pika!"
he huffed, lips twitching in a smile.
you grinned and fanned the card, giggling. he couldn't help but smile at your reaction.
"good job, baby. that is, indeed, pikachu" he grinned and his fingers brushed against yours when he grabbed the card.
that was, in fact, not pikachu.
it was ditto disguised as pikachu. but how could you know? well, to be completely frank, the face was entirely different… scratch that, who he was to ruin your excitement?
fuma put the card aside and began tracing circles on the skin of your thighs, observing with amusement how it caused goose bumps to appear on your skin.
"this one is ugly… this one too…" you mumbled and he just scoffed. "huh… yeah, also ugly"
you put the card aside and he halted.
"you said this one is ugly?" fuma choked out, reaching for the card you just put down. it was the last one.
"well, yeah. too much going on" you shrugged and watched his eyes widen, mouth fall ajar.
"baby, that's a rare one"
you gasped.
"that's why it was shiny?" you asked and fuma examined the card closer, showing you how it casted holographic elements when turned.
"that's floette… oh my…" fuma whispered, eyes glued to the card. you smiled and scanned his features. he was radiating joy, eyes crinkling due to a wide grin. "i can't believe you said it's ugly…"
you giggled and fuma put away the card gently. then, he attacked your face with kissed. you squealed, taken by surprise.
"thank you, thank you, thank you" he babbled between the kisses, hoarse hands roaming around your waist (wait, when did he even–?).
"silly, you bought the cards–" you couldn't even finish, chuckles bubbling from you as his hair tickled your face, plump lips pecked your skin.
"mhm, but you opened it" he hummed, pulling you closer and squeezing your waist. "i love you"
you just grinned and wrapped your hands at the back of his neck.
and your fiancé finally places his lips on yours, expressing his utter gratitude by kissing you deeply.
THANKU YAMI I LOVE U UR RBS GIVE ME SM JOY!!!!! 🥹🥹🥹 i used to have a pokemon phase but it was AGESSSSS ago but still i think its really cute when sb has a nerdy interest:( and fuma is just so<2333
“come on, baby. you’ve got that” taehyun’s smooth voice was almost persuasive.
almost. only if you weren’t near passing out, air escaping from your lungs.
“i’m gonna kill you” you sighed, hands wiping the sweat off your face and taehyun just laughed “don’t laugh!”
hyun has been asking you to go to the gym with him and you thought it could be cute. bonding.
and not… a near-death experience.
on top of that, he was being sassy with it too. watching you with the corner of his eye, scoffing when he finished his set way before you.
which led to now, him assisting you with your workout.
his hands were gently holding your ankles, even his hair stuck to his forehead by sweat.
“i am not doing five more, seriously. i’ll die” you huffed, puffing your cheeks. everything hurt, even parts of your body that you weren’t sure that existed.
“fighting, angel” he hummed, smile breaking into a huge grin.
“yeah, i’ll be fighting. you, once i get up” you snarled, finally looking at him. taehyun cocked his head. even post-workout, he looked so handsome. and you… you didn’t want to think about it.
“five more. you’ve got this. we’ll grab any food you’d like afterwards” he continued to bribe you, shuffling closer.
you just let out a dramatic sigh and made the scrunch. once sitting up, you moved your hands and flicked his nose. taehyun just giggled, thumbs drawing circles on your ankles.
“see? it wasn’t that hard” your boyfriend encouraged you. you managed to repeat it three more times, each of which you flicked his forehead, chin and between his brows. he didn’t even mind, just chuckling at your attitude.
“last one. come on, princess” he cheered.
you made the last scrunch, the muscles in your stomach burning. when you were on taehyun’s eye level, he let go of your ankles and moved to capture your lips in a kiss.
he didn’t care if you were sweaty or disheveled, he just poured the feeling of pride into that kiss. you just hummed in relief, moving your hands to his exposed arms. you felt him smiling against your lips before moving away.
you squeezed his arm with a grin.
“worth it, hm?” he teased, looking at you. you could feel his breath fanning on your cheek, his ebony eyes scanning your face.
“i guess” you snickered, finally meeting his gaze.
for a moment, it was just you two. only his loving look warming you up inside (or maybe it was the soreness slowly setting in).
“so, hotpot?” with a huge smile, you asked.
taehyun just nodded, bringing his hand to wipe the sweat from your temple.
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